banana nut bread, fried chicken, mixed nuts, my hubby's easter candy, corn, black eyed peas, sweet tarts, fudge round, shells and cheese and on and on and on. There was a span of time of about an hour this evening that I told myself "I don't care. I don't care about calories. I'm going to eat this." And I did. I probably ate a three days worth of calories today. All of this started with the sugary fudge round. Deceitful sugar. It's like a drug. In the middle of my piece of chicken, shame attacked me. I got up and went to the track and walked a mile. I have a huge headache now but I haven't taken anything for it. I feel like I need to feel the pain I caused my body. My body is trying to tell me to stop hurting myself with gluttony.
Because my running points balance is WAY beyond negative 1,000 (again) I commit to fast and clease my system until 6 p.m. tomorrow (tuesday).
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